Disclaimer: The characters of Voyager are not mine, so please take no legal action
against me.
Hello everyone. I decided, due to the poor reaction to my last chapter, that I would make
it up to all my readers by shelling out a touching and fun chapter quickly. I'm sorry for
the ending to the last chapter, I know it was weird, but I was having a lot of problems
coming up with something. I was trying to show how Seven was changing or "growing"
due to Finnegan's presence and the smoking thing was what came to mind. My bad! If
you all want to just pretend that whole part wasn't their and when I re-edit the entire story
and place it on the site in whole I'll change it. Hey, you can please all of the people some
of the time, some of the people all of the time, but you can please them all, all of the time,
or something like that.
The next day they were up by 800 hours and starting their hike through the woods
toward the transport site. They would have to be there by 1400 hours tomorrow, and
while the distance was relatively short, the terrain was less then hospitable. Finnegan
slipped on several ice patches, cursing the snow every time he did, and bringing a slight
smile to Seven's face as well.
"I thought that you were given extra agility when you were genetically
engineered?" she ask, somewhat curious but mostly in a mocking tone.
"I was! Hate to see how I would be without the tampering," he said, focusing
greatly on where he was treading, " I guess I have always been kind of clumsy, guess its
just bad luck."
"Luck is irrelevant," Seven said.
"Whatever," Finnegan replied.
By 1300 hours they had traveled a little more then half the distance to the
transporter site.
"Ok, its snack time," Finnegan said as they approached a small pond. Finnegan
glanced into it as they walked past.
"What are you looking at?" Seven asked.
"Nothing, just checking to make sure there are no giant eels, that's all," he said
smiling.
"I assure you, the eel we encountered was far to large to inhabit a pond of that
size. Perhaps you should focus on where you are walking so you don't slipppp" and
before Seven could finish her word her foot feel upon a devilish little ice patch and flew
out from under her, causing her to sprawl on the ground.
Finnegan ran over to her, his face was red and she could see that he was trying
very hard to repress his laughter.
"Are you okay," he said with great difficultly due to the effort he was expending
in repressing some chuckles.
"I am not physically hurt, but my pride could be in better condition," she replied,
grabbing his hand to hoist herself up.
Finnegan could no longer contain the giggles that he was holding back and began
to laugh almost to the point of hysterics.
In some other circumstance, Seven would have perhaps been angered, but the
sheer irony of the situation and the identity of the person who was laughing at her
sparked a mischievous smile and idea.
Finnegan had almost toppled over with laughter and hadn't noticed what Seven
was up to. When he did choose to stop his laughter and look up, he was nailed in the face
with a snowball.
"Oh… you are so dead," he said playfully.
He sprinted toward her, but Seven had already prepared another snowball and
hurled it toward him, causing him to again loose his footing and stumble to the ground.
She smiled at him and began to back up.
"Is this an inefficient way to spend our time?" he asked her, and mischievous
smile growing on his face as well.
"Perhaps, but the Captain encourages me to spend some of my time with
recreational activities, this is as good a time as any," she said.
"Oh, is that so?" Finnegan said and he pulled himself out of the snow.
If someone was looking on it would have seemed as if two children were playing
in new fallen snow for the first time. They chased each other, lobbing the occasional
snowball until Finnegan finally cause Seven and grated a large amount of snow into her
hair. They tumbled to the ground in exhaustion, laying next to each other in the cottony
snow.
"That was truly unproductive," Seven said through heavy breaths.
"Yeah, but it was worth it when I got you in the end," he said, propping his head
up on his elbow and smiling at her, " And something tells me that's the first time you
have ever played in the snow, or in fact, played at all."
" Your assumption would be correct. I… cannot explain what came over me… I
simply felt the urge to… be immature," she said.
"Yeah, that's what happens when you are around me for a while, I bring out the
inner child within us all," he laughed at himself.
"Well thank you, it was enjoyable," she said, getting up and wiping the snow off
her uniform.
"Anytime," he said, doing the same, " Well I guess we should eat a little bit and
resume our journey. I bet we can make another 2k before we'll need to set up camp."
They had a little food, resumed their march, and did just that.
"Come in" Janeway said in response to the hail at her door. She had been sitting
in her ready room for well over 3 hours contemplating the situation.
Chakotay walked in with a fresh batch of coffee.
"Ah, just what I needed, I just ran out," Janeway said after seeing the pot. She
gestured for her first officer to take a seat and he sat down in front of her.
"I figured you would be in need of some more," he said, " You have been in here
for quite a while Kathryn, I don't think you should be worrying so much, Seven and
Finnegan are two very capable people."
"I know, I'm not worried about them making it back safely. I know that Finnegan
won't let anything happen to Seven, and I'm pretty sure that she won't let anything
happen to him. I guess I'm just… thinking," she said.
Chakotay nodded in understanding, " They are an interesting pair."
Janeway smiled, Chakotay always knew what was going on in her mind, I guess
that's what happens when you work closely with a person for so long. That same bond
that was so powerful with Chakotay and her was now forming with Seven and Finnegan
down on the planet and for some reason that gave her pause.
"It's strange Chakotay. I'm not saying that I am worried for Seven, but there is
something going on in her life right now, and I can't stop wondering about it," she said.
"That's because you care about her Kathryn. Over the past couple of years Seven
had become like a daughter to you, and now your seeing her start to care about someone,
in a way that she really hasn't cared before," he said.
"Not to say that she didn't have feelings for Axum, but this is different Chakotay,
this isn't some dream world where she can just wake up when things start to go bad. This
is real," she replied.
"If it's any consolation, Mr. Finnegan does truly seem to care about her," he said.
"See, that's the thing, I know he does, hell I even talked about it with him, but I
still can't help but worry, and right now they are down there. Things are happening and
she is all alone to deal with it herself," she said, the concern growing in her eyes.
Chakotay smiled, "Kathryn, you can't always be there for her, maybe it's better
that she is experiencing these things for her own."
"I know," she said, breaking out of the trance of worry that she was now in, "I just
can't help but feel that my little girl is growing up," she said with a smile.
"Paris to the Captain," the comm. system interjected.
"I'm here," she said.
"We are ready to begin orbit," he replied.
"I'm on my way," she said, rising from her seat.
"They do grow up fast, don't they," Chakotay said as he rose to go with her.
"That they do commander, that they do," she replied, placing a hand on his
shoulder.
against me.
Hello everyone. I decided, due to the poor reaction to my last chapter, that I would make
it up to all my readers by shelling out a touching and fun chapter quickly. I'm sorry for
the ending to the last chapter, I know it was weird, but I was having a lot of problems
coming up with something. I was trying to show how Seven was changing or "growing"
due to Finnegan's presence and the smoking thing was what came to mind. My bad! If
you all want to just pretend that whole part wasn't their and when I re-edit the entire story
and place it on the site in whole I'll change it. Hey, you can please all of the people some
of the time, some of the people all of the time, but you can please them all, all of the time,
or something like that.
The next day they were up by 800 hours and starting their hike through the woods
toward the transport site. They would have to be there by 1400 hours tomorrow, and
while the distance was relatively short, the terrain was less then hospitable. Finnegan
slipped on several ice patches, cursing the snow every time he did, and bringing a slight
smile to Seven's face as well.
"I thought that you were given extra agility when you were genetically
engineered?" she ask, somewhat curious but mostly in a mocking tone.
"I was! Hate to see how I would be without the tampering," he said, focusing
greatly on where he was treading, " I guess I have always been kind of clumsy, guess its
just bad luck."
"Luck is irrelevant," Seven said.
"Whatever," Finnegan replied.
By 1300 hours they had traveled a little more then half the distance to the
transporter site.
"Ok, its snack time," Finnegan said as they approached a small pond. Finnegan
glanced into it as they walked past.
"What are you looking at?" Seven asked.
"Nothing, just checking to make sure there are no giant eels, that's all," he said
smiling.
"I assure you, the eel we encountered was far to large to inhabit a pond of that
size. Perhaps you should focus on where you are walking so you don't slipppp" and
before Seven could finish her word her foot feel upon a devilish little ice patch and flew
out from under her, causing her to sprawl on the ground.
Finnegan ran over to her, his face was red and she could see that he was trying
very hard to repress his laughter.
"Are you okay," he said with great difficultly due to the effort he was expending
in repressing some chuckles.
"I am not physically hurt, but my pride could be in better condition," she replied,
grabbing his hand to hoist herself up.
Finnegan could no longer contain the giggles that he was holding back and began
to laugh almost to the point of hysterics.
In some other circumstance, Seven would have perhaps been angered, but the
sheer irony of the situation and the identity of the person who was laughing at her
sparked a mischievous smile and idea.
Finnegan had almost toppled over with laughter and hadn't noticed what Seven
was up to. When he did choose to stop his laughter and look up, he was nailed in the face
with a snowball.
"Oh… you are so dead," he said playfully.
He sprinted toward her, but Seven had already prepared another snowball and
hurled it toward him, causing him to again loose his footing and stumble to the ground.
She smiled at him and began to back up.
"Is this an inefficient way to spend our time?" he asked her, and mischievous
smile growing on his face as well.
"Perhaps, but the Captain encourages me to spend some of my time with
recreational activities, this is as good a time as any," she said.
"Oh, is that so?" Finnegan said and he pulled himself out of the snow.
If someone was looking on it would have seemed as if two children were playing
in new fallen snow for the first time. They chased each other, lobbing the occasional
snowball until Finnegan finally cause Seven and grated a large amount of snow into her
hair. They tumbled to the ground in exhaustion, laying next to each other in the cottony
snow.
"That was truly unproductive," Seven said through heavy breaths.
"Yeah, but it was worth it when I got you in the end," he said, propping his head
up on his elbow and smiling at her, " And something tells me that's the first time you
have ever played in the snow, or in fact, played at all."
" Your assumption would be correct. I… cannot explain what came over me… I
simply felt the urge to… be immature," she said.
"Yeah, that's what happens when you are around me for a while, I bring out the
inner child within us all," he laughed at himself.
"Well thank you, it was enjoyable," she said, getting up and wiping the snow off
her uniform.
"Anytime," he said, doing the same, " Well I guess we should eat a little bit and
resume our journey. I bet we can make another 2k before we'll need to set up camp."
They had a little food, resumed their march, and did just that.
"Come in" Janeway said in response to the hail at her door. She had been sitting
in her ready room for well over 3 hours contemplating the situation.
Chakotay walked in with a fresh batch of coffee.
"Ah, just what I needed, I just ran out," Janeway said after seeing the pot. She
gestured for her first officer to take a seat and he sat down in front of her.
"I figured you would be in need of some more," he said, " You have been in here
for quite a while Kathryn, I don't think you should be worrying so much, Seven and
Finnegan are two very capable people."
"I know, I'm not worried about them making it back safely. I know that Finnegan
won't let anything happen to Seven, and I'm pretty sure that she won't let anything
happen to him. I guess I'm just… thinking," she said.
Chakotay nodded in understanding, " They are an interesting pair."
Janeway smiled, Chakotay always knew what was going on in her mind, I guess
that's what happens when you work closely with a person for so long. That same bond
that was so powerful with Chakotay and her was now forming with Seven and Finnegan
down on the planet and for some reason that gave her pause.
"It's strange Chakotay. I'm not saying that I am worried for Seven, but there is
something going on in her life right now, and I can't stop wondering about it," she said.
"That's because you care about her Kathryn. Over the past couple of years Seven
had become like a daughter to you, and now your seeing her start to care about someone,
in a way that she really hasn't cared before," he said.
"Not to say that she didn't have feelings for Axum, but this is different Chakotay,
this isn't some dream world where she can just wake up when things start to go bad. This
is real," she replied.
"If it's any consolation, Mr. Finnegan does truly seem to care about her," he said.
"See, that's the thing, I know he does, hell I even talked about it with him, but I
still can't help but worry, and right now they are down there. Things are happening and
she is all alone to deal with it herself," she said, the concern growing in her eyes.
Chakotay smiled, "Kathryn, you can't always be there for her, maybe it's better
that she is experiencing these things for her own."
"I know," she said, breaking out of the trance of worry that she was now in, "I just
can't help but feel that my little girl is growing up," she said with a smile.
"Paris to the Captain," the comm. system interjected.
"I'm here," she said.
"We are ready to begin orbit," he replied.
"I'm on my way," she said, rising from her seat.
"They do grow up fast, don't they," Chakotay said as he rose to go with her.
"That they do commander, that they do," she replied, placing a hand on his
shoulder.